Summary: Hermione is tired of being the quiet, no-it-all little bookworm she always was, she's sick of being the bushy haired, buck-toothed nerdy girl who no guy will ever talk to unless they have questions about some type of essay. Well when she comes back to Hogwarts for her 7th year…everyone's going to see a difference…maybe even for the worst?
Summary cont'd: Hermione has also made Head Girl...and guess who's made Head Boy…that's right! Draco Malfoy! Please R&R!
Rated: M for mentioning of drugs, cussing, some sexual content, and physical abuse.
Drugs, Sex,…Change
Chapter 5: And Then...
By:babyphat8701
Draco quietly pushed open the entry hall doors and sneaked past the Great Hall, careful to make sure that no Professors saw him run up the moving stairs that led to what McGonagall had called "their" common room.
He had dodged 2 teachers, 3 ghosts, 4 wandering students, and had almost fallen off 3 moving staircases.
'Damn, this girl is going to be the death of me,' he said while walking towards the portrait which guarded their common room.
The portrait lazily asked Draco what he wanted the new password to be.
Draco laughed evilly inside his mind. "Draco Malfoy is the hottest, most sexiest man ever to step foot in Hogwarts."
"All THAT!" The portrait said appallingly. "Yes now hurry it up, this girl is starting to get heavy." He replied in a strained, yet impatient voice. "Hmph…very well." The portrait said as it swung open.
Draco ran inside as fast as he could and then dropped Hermione on the couch with a soft 'plop'.
"Damn…I wont be able to sit up straight for weeks." He exclaimed while stretching his arms, his back facing Hermione. "Well I better go get something for the mudblood." He said while walking towards the kitchen to get a wet cloth for Hermione's head.
He walked back into the common room with a damp cloth in his hand and sat on the coffee table next to the couch and carelessly put it on the top of her head. Suddenly Draco saw Hemrione stir and open her eyes slowly, then she sat up abruptly and smiled at him mischievously.
She then stood up and pushed him down so his back was on the coffee table, while putting her legs on each of his sides. "Granger what are you do-" He was interrupted by Hermione's lips capturing his, and kissing him like there was no tomorrow. Then she broke the kiss, and sat up staring into his now grey eyes. "What the hell did you do that for mudblood!" His only answer was Hermione pulling off her crop top and flinging it behind her, revealing nothing but her bare chest.
"Ummm…yes those are lovely , but they don't quite answer my question…" Hermione didn't seem to be comprehending what he was saying because his back was once again met with the cold, hard wooden feeling of the coffee table. She once again grasped his lips in another kiss and waited for him to respond.
(Draco's POV)
'Holy hell…this should not be going this should not be going on this should not be going on this should not be-god where did she learn to kiss like this' He thought inside his head.
'This isn't right, I should be stopping her right now…' he thought as he reached under him to push her off, but his hand was caught before he could even reach her hips, and raised over his head, with her fingers entwined in his.
(Normal POV)
When she had finally taken a break from his mouth, and started working down to his neck, Draco knew he had to stop this before it went on any further or worse-if anyone walked in on them. "Grang-mudblood. I demand you stop this right now, we both hate each other so we should be trying to kill each other not fraternizing. DO YOU HEAR ME! WE SHALL NOT FRATERNIZE WITH EACH OTHER! We find each other very revolting. So what we need to do is back up a little bit, get your top on, and walk away and pretend that this never happened." "Mmm…I non't tink o…" She started straddling him. "W-why not?" Draco stuttered while trying to stifle a moan, even though he couldn't see why this drunk Hermione would actually start to turn him on… "I ind you vury, vury -" Hermione was cut short by the sound of someone saying "WHAT IN MERLIN'S NAME IS GOING ON IN HERE?"
Hermione looked up to see non other than Professor McGonagall, who looked as though she wanted to smack some sense into her favorite student, Harry, who looked like who wanted to kill Malfoy with his bare hands, and Ron who looked like who wanted to vomit right then and there.
"Wu' do it look ike…'m 'aking out with D'aco and it was ettin ood unil you so udey alked in onus!"
"Hermione, what the hell is wrong with you!" shouted Harry from where he was standing next to McGonagall.
"That's what I'd like to know!" said Draco who was still being pinned under Hermione.
"Nofin', but I'm vury 'lad you're con'derend bout' my wull ein'." She slured sweetly.
"Are you drunk?" Ron asked from next to Harry.
"Am I drunk…am I drunk…Draco am I drunk."
"Yes actually you are quite inebriated." He said matter-of-factly.
"Oh…ok I am in-eb-ur-nat-drunk."
Professor McGonagall walked over to them and pulled Hermione off of Draco and grabbed her crop top off of the lamp shade that was next to the couch. "Here put this back on…you two are coming down with me to the Headmasters office." said disgustedly.
"BUT I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Draco said in protest.
"Oh you call that nothing! Well if that's what you call nothing you'll need to be disciplined even more severely!"
Hermione just slurred, rather loudly actually, to McGonagall, "Oh shut up it's not that big of a deal! You're just mad that you haven't gotten laid since 1856, when they were just learning how to make brooms fly!"
"Well I NEVER!" McGonagall said hotly.
"That's what I just said !" Hermione shouted at her.
"You are in soooo much trouble Ms. Granger! Mr. Malfoy, follow me!" Professor McGonagall turned around. "You too Ms. Granger! Mr. Malfoy you grab Ms.Granger and come on. The headmaster will have something to say about this." she exclaimed while pointing at the two of them. "AND PUT YOUR DAMN TOP BACK ON!"
Outside Dumbledore's office
"Cuervo cuzzons." Mcgonagall said to the gargoyle. The gargoyle bowed its head and split into, revealing a spiral, stone staircase that lead to Dumbledore's office.
McGonagall quickly rushed up the staircase and motioned Hermione and Draco to follow. Since Hermione couldn't even make out which way was left or right, Draco had to put her arm his neck and help her walk up them which he really didn't like since he had never helped anybody in his entire life.
As soon as they reached the top of the staircase, McGonagall lead them into the room and pointed out for them to sit down in the two seats in front of the desk.
The chair in front of them swung around, revealing the blue-twinkled eyed man known as Dumbledore. "Ahhh…Minerva, what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Well Albus, these two were found doing what in my day we would've only been doing if we were married…on a coffee table I might add!" She said very flustered.
"Well in your day people didn't even own coffee tables…they used rocks…" Hermione muttered, obviously coming more sober. Draco snickered quietly.
McGonagall's breath caught in her throat and her cheeks turned a light, scarlet colored pink, and muttered something about kids having no respect for their elders now-in-days.
Mr. Malfoy…will you explain to me what happened?"
"Well…to put it simply…mudblood got drunk on the train, I had to carry her up to the common room-which let me say, is not and easy task-and then she attacked me and started snogging me like their was no day before, yesterday, or tomorrow. She was literally all over me, but I'm used to it with all the girls that chase me around school…there was actually this one girl I knew-"
"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy…and please refrain from using that word in my presence."
"What you mean mudblood?"
"Yes." Dumbledore said simply. He turned to Hermione. "Is this really all that happened?
"Yah I guess, why not?" She said while putting her head down on Dumbledore's desk, banging her head on it over and over, trying to stop the pain she was feeling in her head.
Dumbledore bent his head and stared at them for a few moments from under his glasses and said,while twirling his beard around with his index finger,to McGonagall, "I think they should just serve a detention Minerva, this doesn't seem too serious since, well…we can't all control our hormones now can we?"
"B-b-but she insulted me!" She cried out.
"I'm sure she didn't mean it…must've been all the drinks she had." He said with a chuckle.
"Ooo…" He said enthusiastically and picked up a Bertie Bott's Bean off his desk and stuck it into his mouth and smiled. "Mmm…how I adore earwax…"
Outside Dumbledore's Office
"YOU COULD'VE GOTTEN ME EXPELLED! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU GET DRUNK FOR ANYWAY!" Draco shouted at Hermione.
"I don't think it really matters since we didn't get expelled anyway, so how about we just drop it." She said while walking away, back to their common rooms.
"Just drop it! You were like…ALL OVER ME! What was that about?"
"Like you said, I was drunk. So. Let. It. Go." She said once they had arrived to the entrance of their common rooms.
"Password?" said the portrait.
"Malfoy, what is the password?"
Draco smirked and said smugly, "Draco Malfoy is the hottest, most sexiest man ever to set foot in Hogwarts."
"Oh my god, you have got to be kidding me can't not joke around about anything for on-" Hermione was interrupted by the sound of the portrait swinging open.
"Well…," She glared at him. "I'm changing that password." She said as she stormed inside where she found Harry and Ron sitting on the dining room chairs.
"Hermione, what in Merlin's name were you doing all that with him for!" Harry shouted. "Have you gone mad!"
"No, and I would really rather not talk about it here…you know what I would actually prefer to never speak of it again. So like I've been saying to Malfoy for the last6 minutes, lets just drop it, ok!" She said exasperatedly as she made her way up the stairs to their shared bathroom.
"NO WE WON'T!" Harry and Ron yelled as they followed her up the stairs.
"Yes we fucking will, or I won't ever speak to either of you ever again." She said as she walked into the bathroom and slammed the door in their faces.
(Hermione's POV)
Hermione took a deep breath as she locked the door behind her and turned around and stared at herself in the mirror for a moment and then looked through the medicine cabinets, drawers,
and bathroom cabinets…until she found what she was looking for:
Scissors.
Slowly she knelt down on her knees andgrabbed a white cloth that was already folded neatly by the bathtub, rolled up the sleeve on her top,put the cloth under her arm and the scissors next to her wrist…and then…
ok thats the 5th chapter, sorry if it was too dramatic, too rushed, orgoing too slow,i tried my best. (A/N: if you're wondering how she got the scissors, well one of the hotelsive been in has scissors in there so...yah) it was a nice one though...anyway dont forget to review!